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me?” Sim said as he brushed past Patrick and closed the door, shutting out the rain.
    “Of course not,” the other man answered, a spark of confusion flickering in his face. “Just keep your hands to yourself.” Warily, he watched his friend and stayed near the door. Obviously, he knew it was Sim’s touch that had pushed him and he wasn’t sure what to make of it. It would definitely be interesting to see where this went.
     
    Patrick was on the run, but his reaction when Sim had purposefully cupped his balls, told Sim all he need to know. He was gaining not one but two lovers this weekend.
    He sank onto the bench beside Verity while Patrick lingered near the door. The poor guy was in a spiral. Too bad. He’d had Sim in a turmoil for years. And Sim was sick of hiding how he felt. This might not be the best of times with Verity just coming into their lives, but the second Patrick had called about her return, Sim had seen an opportunity.
    He’d already been contemplating his situation with Patrick for months. With Verity’s return, it was more important than ever. They all needed to know the lay of the land right up front, and Verity needed to know the men in her life were also into each other—well, he hoped Patrick would be into him and that they’d be the men in her life.
    At any rate, he knew he got under the man’s skin. He almost laughed as Patrick spent an inordinate amount of time near the door. Obviously, Patrick thought it was safe there. Hardly. Given the chance, Sim would nail him against the wall…right there…next to the door.
    He slid an arm around Verity as he studied the man who’d filled his wet dreams since he was old enough to get an erection. When they were in the military, at the height of Don’t Ask Don’t Tell, Sim had been petrified someone would discover his attraction to his best friend—attraction? It was more like gnawing need. It hadn’t happened, but it had become clear all too soon that he needed to get out and get away from Patrick. It wasn’t until last year that he’d given up and moved back here.
    “I’m not going to bite you,” he told Patrick. Not yet anyway .
    Patrick raised an eyebrow, his look clearly stating he’d pummel Sim if he tried. They’d just see. Better to ignore Patrick for now and focus on Verity.
    He turned to her. “But you…” He nipped at her shoulder. “You I bite bite.”
    She laughed as he grasped her firm waist and pulled her to straddle him. God, she felt good. How could it be possible to want a man so much yet love the feel of her just as much?
    Her hands landed on his shoulders. Tipping back her head and exposing the long, creamy line of her neck, she slid along his engorged cock. The bare tip of his cock caught at her opening. Her moisture coated his erection as she made a needy sound, rocking against him. A condom! They both groaned as he pulled away. With a breath less of control, he’d be in her and fucking her hard, damn the consequences.
    His fingers tightened on her hips as he moved her infinitesimally away from temptation. Her breath washed across his cheek as she laughed and leaned into his ear.
    “You know what I’d really like to see,” she murmured then gasped as the head of his shaft pushed against her clit. “What I’d really like is to see him sucking your cock.”
    His cock jolted.
    “Jesus, Patrick,” he said through his teeth, “please tell me you have protection.”
    Still scowling, his friend whipped a packet at him, and Sim plucked it from the air. He couldn’t spare enough attention from Verity to deal with Patrick’s irate mood. He didn’t care which of them he fucked right now. He needed them both.
    Her eyes flickered with excitement as he held her gaze and ripped open the foil wrapper with his teeth. Quickly, he sheathed himself and lifted her. Even the touch of his hand was too much. How long would he last once he was inside her?
    Her breath hissed from her as he lined up with her opening. Her